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- As usual John’s trip to Tokyo was for business not pleasure. It was just serendipity when he found out about the Bach concert the next day. John Langham really wanted to attend, but he didn’t like ...

- The morning sun was streaming through the window when I woke. We must have forgotten to draw the curtains last night, I thought. I was alone in the big bed, and as I stretched out my naked body I expe...

- We thanked the manager for his present and left the stage. I kissed the little waitress good-bye and slipped my arm gently round Bob’s waist: he guided my feet as I tip-toed in my slender heels in the...

- I stood naked in front of the big mirror fixed to the wall of the dressing-room. I was holding the little folded card which had been discreetly placed on the dressing-table, and was reading, once agai...

- The party was to be held in a large house belonging to a wealthy foreign businessman. It had taken me several days of negotiation to get invited: my detailed description of Natsuko’s talents and enthu...

- Asakusa is an area of traditional Tokyo dominated by a huge Buddhist temple dedicated to Kannon, the Buddhist deity of mercy. The avenue leading from the Thunder Gate on the main road to the plaza bef...

- I was one of the ﬁrst to arrive that evening. My host had e-mailed me and particularly asked me not to be late. And, he said, there was no need to bring a date unless I especially wanted to: there wou...

- It was after midnight when I left the hotel bar to return to my room. There were still a few other members of the convention there, including some friends and fellow-journalists attending from Tokyo, ...

- There are some establishments in Japan called Delivery-Health or Hotel-Health. They advertise on the web and are located in the red-light districts in Tokyo. The shops have a narrow store-front and a...

- This was my second trip to Japan. The first time I was overwhelmed, but this time I was better prepared. I knew better what to expect and what I wanted to do. On my first trip I was put off by the for...

- 1944, West Coast of Japan, The Final Days of The Pacific Theatre of War It was a dark night; twelve hours had passed since Williams was separated from his squad. He had parachuted into war-torn Jap...

- The perfect night with my boss Two days ago, I had the perfect night with my new boss. I changed jobs in April after a few weeks of personal turmoil (more on that in another story?). I t wasn’t the...

- I lived in Japan for many years as a teacher instructing high school and university students for the Japanese government. For much of the time I was the only foreigner in my area. It was not an uncomf...

- "Hurry up," her mother snapped. Sayuri Watanabe may have been taller than her mother, but she'd never been able to keep up with her when she was in a hurry. Sayuri had never been to this part of M...